Escape to Paradise: Bali's BEST Sari Room B&B Awaits!
Escape to Paradise: Bali's BEST Sari Room B&B Awaits! (Or Does It? - A Hot Take)
Okay, buckle up, buttercups. I just got back from a whirlwind stay at the Sari Room B&B in Bali, and honestly, my brain's still trying to process it. "BEST" is a bold claim, right? Let's dissect this… mess… of an experience. Sorry, not sorry, if this isn't your average, perfectly sculpted hotel review. This is the raw, unfiltered Bali hangover speaking.
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Accessibility: The First Hurdle (and a Sigh of Relief)
Right, let's start with the important stuff. Accessibility. They say they're offering facilities for disabled guests, and that's crucial. This is where the B&B honestly surprised me. There’s an elevator, which is a godsend in a hilly area. They've clearly put some thought into this. While I didn't personally need it, I saw ramps and wider doorways and staff actively helping guests get around. Kudos for trying! Wheelchair accessible is mentioned, too, which is a big plus. More places need to do this.
The Cleanliness & Safety Saga: Sanitizing the Soul?
Okay, let's talk about the "cleanliness and safety" bit. Honestly, after living in Bali for a while, I’ve become a bit of a germaphobe. The Anti-viral cleaning products are mentioned, and that's reassuring. They advertise Daily disinfection in common areas and Rooms sanitized between stays, but… does it feel that way? Look, the rooms looked spotless, but you can’t scrub away my innate Balinese paranoia. The Hand sanitizer was readily available. Honestly, it felt like they truly cared. I was really impressed that they put a focus on cleanliness and safety during these times.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Belly Laughs and Bali Belly… Maybe?
Alright, food. This is where things get… interesting. They boast about a ton of options. Asian breakfast, International cuisine in restaurant, Vegetarian restaurant, the works! I went for the Buffet in restaurant one morning. What a mistake. Okay, the Asian breakfast was a little bland (sorry, but it's true). The Coffee/tea in restaurant was decent. I did adore the Bottle of water in the room. I mean, hydration is key in Bali! However the food? Let's just say my stomach spent the afternoon having a private rave. The variety was there, but the quality was uneven. I did love though the Poolside bar where I managed to try some of the cocktails.
The Pool with a View: My Moment of Zen (and a Near-Disaster)
Now, the best bit. The Swimming pool [outdoor] with the Pool with view. Oh. My. God. Absolutely stunning. Seriously, the infinity edge, the lush greenery… this is what dreams are made of. This is the selling point. I can easily spend hours there. But here’s the messy part: I was, let's say, enjoying a cocktail a little too enthusiastically. Next thing I know, I almost tripped and face-planted into the pool. Luckily, a staff member saw it and immediately rushed over, saving me from total embarrassment. He laughed it off, I was mortified. The Poolside bar was a bit of a hazard at that point, but hey – a good story!
Ways to Relax: Spa Days and Sauna Shenanigans… Maybe Alone
The Spa/sauna, Body scrub, Sauna, Spa, and Massage options are supposed to be available. I didn't have a Body wrap (sounds a bit claustrophobic, TBH) but booked a massage. While the massage was amazing, the Spa itself? It felt a little isolated. More on this later. The Foot bath was an awesome touch I will say.
Things to Do: From Yoga to… Meeting Stationery?!
Okay, so "Things to do." They have a Fitness center, but I skipped that. I’m on vacation, people! A Gym/fitness?! Seriously? I'm trying to escape from my life! Yoga is mentioned frequently. I never got a chance to go. A glimpse. A hope.
Services and Conveniences: The Good, the Bad, and the Bureaucratic
The Air conditioning in public area? Essential! Concierge service was helpful. Daily housekeeping was efficient. Dry cleaning was available but I didn’t need it. They offered Invoice provided, which is useful for booking.
For the Kids: Family Fun? (Or Just Loud Children?)
They're Family/child friendly and offer Babysitting service and Kids meal. I didn’t have kids, but I did see some. This B&B isn’t designed for kids, per se, but they tolerate them. (No judgment, just an observation, especially from someone who works in tourism!)
Available in All Rooms: The Essentials (and the Obvious)
Air conditioning, Blackout curtains, Coffee/tea maker, Free bottled water, Alarm clock, Hair dryer, Slippers. All the basics are there! Wi-Fi [free] worked like a charm. The Internet access – wireless was spot on. The Linens? Lovely. The Mirror? Reflected my weary soul perfectly.
The Quirks (and the Imperfections): The Real Bali
Here's the thing, and this is where it gets truly, delightfully messy. There are imperfections. The overall vibe is a bit…sterile in some areas. The spa feels slightly over-designed. And the "shrine" is a bit… weird. Like, I’m glad there’s a Shrine, I respect the culture, but it was a bit… empty feeling. There. I said it.
The Verdict: Is Escape to Paradise Worth It?
So, is the Sari Room B&B a true escape to paradise? It’s complicated. It’s certainly got its good points: the pool, some of the staff, the commitment to safety. It's got some definite flaws, too - the uneven food, the isolated spa.
The final judgment?… It’s worth a visit. It's a solid option. Would I go back? Absolutely. But I’d pack my own snacks, and I’d definitely keep an eye on my drink near the pool.
Rating: 4 out of 5 Stars (with a little skepticism baked in)
Escape to the Rockies: Your Perfect Alamosa Getaway at Hampton Inn!
Okay, buckle up, buttercups! This isn't your meticulously planned, highlight-reel Instagram travel itinerary. This is the REAL DEAL. My Sari Room Bed & Breakfast Bali itinerary. Prepare for a rollercoaster of emotions, questionable food choices, and the constant nagging feeling that I've forgotten something vital (like sunscreen. I always forget sunscreen).
Subject: Bali, Bedbugs (hopefully not), and Bad Decisions (probably)
Day 1: Arrival and Utter Bamboozlement
07:00 - 10:00: Ugh. The airport. Smells like frangipani and desperation (mostly my desperation to get a decent seat on the plane). Survived the flight, which involved a crying baby, a dude who kept loudly clipping his nails, and my internal debate about whether it was socially acceptable to wear my pajamas into the arrival hall. Spoiler alert: I did.
10:00 - 11:00: Bali entry. The passport control guy looked bored, which I could relate to. "Welcome to Bali," he mumbled. I mumbled back, "Did I pack enough underwear?" He didn't seem to care.
11:00 - 13:00: Taxi from the airport to Sari Room B&B. The driver was a maniac. Honestly, I think he was auditioning for "Fast & Furious: Bali Drift." Traffic was a chaotic ballet of scooters and temples. I gripped my seat, mumbled prayers to whatever deity was listening, and admired the sheer audacity of Balinese driving.
13:00 - 14:00: Check-in at Sari Room. Finally! The place looks…charming. Maybe too charming? Is that a bug on the ceiling? No, just a cute gecko. Crisis averted. My room is tiny but clean. My mosquito net looks like a bridal veil from a budget wedding.
14:00 - 15:00: Post bags drop and unpack. More like, attempt to navigate the contents of my backpack, which currently resemble a bomb had gone off in a laundry hamper. Discover my charger is European plug only. Commence mild panic.
15:00 - 18:00: Wander the local area. Immediately get lost. End up at a warung (local restaurant). Order something I think is "chicken curry." Turns out to be…something. It's spicy. Very spicy. My mouth is on fire. I'm weeping. But the local kids are giggling, and the view is amazing, so I eat it all. Because, pride.
18:00 - 20:00: Sunset at the beach. Gorgeous. Truly breathtaking. Take a million photos. Realize later they all look the same. Consider myself a professional photographer. Watch the surfing. Realize I would drown immediately. Feel slightly less ambitious.
20:00 - 21:00: Dinner at a beachfront restaurant. Order a cocktail. Two. Maybe three. The waiter, who is ridiculously handsome, keeps refilling my glass. Slightly tipsy. Feel like I'm finally "living my best life."
21:00 - 22:00: Stumble back to Sari Room. Wonder if I remembered the mosquito repellent. Probably not. Prepare to get eaten alive. Pass out in a pile of mismatched pillows.
Day 2: Temple Trouble and Tourist Traps (and a near-miss with a monkey)
08:00 - 10:00: Wake up feeling slightly delicate. Sun is already brutal. Breakfast at the B&B. Fruit salad. It's refreshing, but where's the bacon? I'm used to bacon.
10:00 - 13:00: Hire a driver for a temple visit. Decide on Uluwatu Temple. The drive is beautiful until it's not, like when we get stuck in a traffic jam of tour buses. Uluwatu itself is stunning, perched dramatically on a cliff. But oh, the monkeys! Little bandit demons. One tried to steal my sunglasses. Another nearly snatched my bag. I swear I saw one flick me the bird. Pure chaos. I'm convinced I need to wear my sunglasses at all times, or befriend a larger person to stand behind me.
13:00 - 14:00: Lunch at a cafe overlooking the temple. Order the "famous fish tacos." They're…fine. Very Instagrammable, though. Take photos. Then eat.
14:00 - 16:00: Hit up the souvenir shops. Get completely ripped off. Buy a batik shirt that looks suspiciously like a tablecloth. Regret. Negotiation is hard when you can't speak the language. It's all a game of charades, and I suck at charades.
16:00 - 18:00: Relax by the pool at Sari Room. Or at least, attempt to. The pool is crowded with loud teenagers. Find a quiet corner. Read my book. Get a little bit of sun. Feel a sense of serenity, despite the impending sunburn.
18:00 - 20:00: Dinner at a restaurant recommended by the B&B owner. Try a local delicacy. It tastes…interesting. Not unpleasant, but I'm not sure I'd order it again. Consider it a "cultural experience" to make myself feel better.
20:00 - 22:00: Return to Sari Room. Write some postcards. Reflect on the day. Wonder if I should have worn more sunscreen. Probably. Realize I forgot to reapply. More regret. Head to bed.
Day 3: Rice Paddy Rambles, Regrets and Reflections (and questionable noodles)
08:00 - 10:00: Wake up, feel refreshed (mostly). Breakfast. More fruit. Still no bacon. Contemplate staging some sort of bacon revolt.
10:00 - 13:00: Rent a scooter. This is it. This is when decisions went south. Attempt to navigate the insanely busy roads. Almost crash repeatedly. Swear a lot. Eventually find a quieter route and head towards the rice paddies. The rice paddies are stunning, no doubt. Green, Lush…and hot.
13:00 - 14:00: Stop at a roadside warung for a quick bite. The only thing that catches my eye is “Chicken Noodles” order and enjoy the noodle. But I can safely say, I will be getting rid of it soon.
14:00 - 16:00: Get lost in the rice paddies. Again. No signal. Take a wrong turn. End up somewhere completely random. Actually quite beautiful, even if it's not where I was intending to go.
16:00 - 18:00: Return the scooter. Breath a sign of relief. My life did not flash before my eyes once, and that's a win.
18:00 - 20:00: Dinner and a drink. Order the same cocktail as last night (the waiter remembered me! Or at least, he pretended to!). He asks if I’d like to try the new noodle. I politely declined. I’m still not brave enough to try new things.
20:00 - 22:00: Pack my stuff for tomorrow and get my bags ready. And again, here's the moment I forgot sunscreen, and mosquito repellent, and all other necessities.
Day 4: Departure (and the inevitable desire to stay)
08:00 - 10:00: Last breakfast at Sari Room. Say goodbye to the staff. They're all so kind. Actually, I'm a little sad to leave.
10:00 - 11:00: Check out. Hug the slightly creepy, totally charming owner.
12:00 - 14:00: Airport! Ugh. Waiting. People watching. Wishing I had another week.
14:00 - 15:00: Boarding. More crying babies. More nail clippers. Contemplate buying a one-way ticket back to Bali as soon as I get on the plane.
Departure: Plane takes off. Wave a sad goodbye to Bali. Already planning my return. (Once I’ve recovered from this trip, of course. And found some damn bacon.)
This, my friends, is real travel. Messy, imperfect, and wonderful. Now go make your own adventure! And for the love of
Escape to Luxury: Charlotte's Ballantyne AC Hotel Awaits
Okay, Spill! Is Sari Room REALLY Bali's Best? I'm skeptical...
Skeptical? Honey, *me* too! I’m the Queen of side-eyeing glossy brochures. But seriously, Sari Room... it kinda *gets* you. It's not some airbrushed Instagram paradise, you know? It's... real. Picture this: I arrive, jet-lagged to hell, hair a disaster, covered in travel grime. The staff, bless their beautiful souls, greeted me with a smile and a *massive* Bintang. Instant win. Ok, maybe it's not "Best Ever" on paper, but the vibe? The feeling of just *being* there? Yeah, it gives you that. And don't even get me STARTED on the breakfasts... My god, the breakfasts. I'm still dreaming about the banana pancakes.
The Sari Room itself – what's it actually *like*? Cozy? Cramped? Does it smell of incense and disappointment?
Okay, so the rooms are... *charming*. Charming is code for, "You kinda like it even though it's a little bit rough around the edges." My room had this amazing balcony, overlooking a tiny, lush courtyard. And yes, there *was* a hint of incense, in a good way, like the kind that makes you feel immediately zen (even though I'm definitely not zen). Cramped? Not ridiculously so, but you're not throwing a rave in there either. I remember the first morning, I woke up to the rooster crowing and thought, "Oh, great, another thing I'll hate." But then, sunlight streamed through the window, and I swear the air *smelled* of frangipani. And the bed! Oh, the bed. So comfy! I slept like a baby. Until, of course, the inevitable mosquito attack. But hey, it's Bali! You gotta embrace the imperfections. (Mostly. I was NOT happy about the mosquitos.)
Tell me about the staff! Are they genuinely nice, or just 'touristy nice'?
This is the *best* part. Honestly, the staff at Sari Room are amazing. They’re not just putting on a show; they're genuinely warm, friendly, and ridiculously helpful. I was trying to arrange a scooter rental (a whole other story, involving a near-death experience and a very grumpy Balinese man), and they went *above and beyond* to help me. They don’t try to upsell you on everything, they offer genuine suggestions, and they remember your name. One morning, I had a massive headache (probably from the Bintangs), and one of the girls brought me fresh coconut water without me even asking! It was the best thing ever. They felt like family. Okay, maybe not *family* family, but definitely close friends.
Food! Is the Sari Room cooking up culinary masterpieces? Or should I pack snacks?
Okay, the food... is simple, but *delicious*. Breakfast is included, and it's a highlight, remember those banana pancakes? Pure bliss! They also have a limited menu for lunch and dinner, but honestly, with so many warungs (small local restaurants) nearby, you'll want to explore. I ate at one place, just down the road, every single day. They knew my order by day three! (Nasi Goreng, extra chili, FYI) The food at Sari Room itself isn't fancy, but it's fresh, tasty, and perfectly hits the spot after a long day of exploring. Plus, nothing beats eating breakfast outside, surrounded by greenery. Sigh. I miss it.
What's the location like? Is it in the middle of nowhere, or close to the action?
The location is *perfect*. It's in a quieter part of (I think it was Ubud, or maybe Canggu, honestly my memory's a bit hazy… too much Bali spirit!) Enough that it feels peaceful but close enough to the activities. You can wander, see the Rice paddies, walk to restaurants. Getting around? Scooters! That's how everyone does it… and how I almost died! (Just kidding…mostly.) Seriously though, you'll be well-placed to go out and explore, do some sightseeing, or just chill at a beach club if that's more your vibe.
Are there any downsides? Anything I should be warned about (other than the aforementioned mosquito situation)?
Okay, honesty time. The downsides… it’s not the Ritz-Carlton (duh). There's no pool. The wifi can be a bit patchy at times. The roosters WILL wake you up early. And the mosquitos were a genuine issue for me, they loved me. I think I might have a mosquito-attracting aura. But honestly? Those are minor inconveniences. The charm of Sari Room *more* than makes up for any shortcomings. It's not perfect, but that's part of its appeal. It's real, it's authentic, and it’s a place where you can truly relax. One tiny thing I *did* find mildly annoying was the lack of a decent mirror for doing makeup. I had to use the tiny one in the bathroom and nearly poked my eye out a couple of times. But hey, small price to pay for paradise, right?
What kinda traveler is Sari Room best for? Families? Honeymooners? Partiers?
Okay, so definitely NOT a place for hard-core partiers who want to stumble home at 4 AM and blast music. The vibe is more chilled-out. I'd say it's perfect for couples, solo travelers, adventurous types who want to *experience* something real, and people who appreciate genuine hospitality. It’s definitely not a honeymoon-esque luxury resort, more like "rustic, romantic, super comfortable, you know, like that perfect little hideaway in the jungle" type of romance. Basically, if you like feeling like you're a guest in someone's (very beautiful) home, rather than just a number in a hotel, then Sari Room is absolutely for you.
Would you go back? And would you recommend it?
Would I go back? In a heartbeat! I am already checking flight prices as we speak! (Don't tell my bank account...) And would I recommend it? Absolutely, without hesitation. Sari Room isn't just a place to stay; it's an experience. It's a place where you can disconnect, unwind, and find a little bit of magic. If you're looking for a truly authentic and memorable Bali experience, book it. But fair warning: you might just end up wanting to stay forever. I know I do! Now, where did I put my sarong…? And those banana pancakes…
